Anonymous custom request. This clip is foot focused with a mix of dirty talk, humiliation, mess, and slapstick humor.

I am a boss/manager who likes to extort a timid employee named Michael. He finally has enough and decides to get even, but is too scared to do so in person, so he leaves a trap. I end up falling into the trap and swear revenge.

Scene 1: The camera is on my bare feet from the knees down as I make a phone call to Michael. While I make the call, I dangle my feet, flex and wiggle my toes - giving it kind of a sensual feel. He picks up and I ...

Anonymous custom request. This clip is foot focused with a mix of dirty talk, humiliation, mess, and slapstick humor.

I am a boss/manager who likes to extort a timid employee named Michael. He finally has enough and decides to get even, but is too scared to do so in person, so he leaves a trap. I end up falling into the trap and swear revenge.

Scene 1: The camera is on my bare feet from the knees down as I make a phone call to Michael. While I make the call, I dangle my feet, flex and wiggle my toes - giving it kind of a sensual feel. He picks up and I give him a fake-nice reminder that he needs to have all of the reports we talked about ready by tomorrow. He protests a little saying that they aren't due for another week. My tone immediately changes and I threaten him saying things like "No. You better have them ready tomorrow" and demean him a little saying things like "remember your place," "peon," etc. I then change to a fake-nice tone as I taunt him about how he loves my feet, and give the insinuation that I might let him play with them or even get a footjob (I have no intention of this of course). "You know...I notice how you stare and drool over the sight of my feet. If you play nice I just might let you have some fun. Imagine how my feet would feel...I know that's your ultimate wet dream. And really, a loser like you would never even have a chance otherwise, so don't mess this up! Have the reports by tomorrow and maybe I'll let you be my footstool for the day."

Scene 2: There is a bunch of sticky molasses on the floor. I casually open the door and walk in wearing nice office shoes and low cut socks. The camera is focused on my feet. "Hellooo! I'm here." After waiting a moment I get exasperated. "Where is he?" I then walk into the molasses and find that my shoes are stuck. "What...the fuck?! Is this some sort of joke?" I struggle trying to pull out my shoes but can't. I finally ditch my shoes and step into the molasses, getting my socks messy. "Okay. Get out here now! I lost my shoes to this...gunk...and you do NOT want to know what will happen if I have to put my feet in this!" I struggle for a bit and figure out he's not coming, so I slip my bare feet into the molasses. I angrily complain about how gross it feels. I slowly walk through the molasses barefoot, slowly lifting my feet and wiggling my toes so the camera can catch how dirty my feet are getting. I grunt and complain with each step. It takes a while, but I finally make it out of the molasses. My feet are completely messy. I don't notice it, but Michael also left some nasty thumbtacks on the floor for my feet that I accidentally step on. I let out an "Oww. Agh!" kind of yell, cursing Michael, and finally get back to my desk chair.

Scene 3: The camera is pointed at my messy feet. I call Michael and am furious! "Sticky goo and tacks? Really? You'd be lucky if I let you lick this gunk off my feet!" I then go on and complain about how it felt and how much my poor feet hurt now. I then threaten to pay him back for every step I had to take and every single prick I felt in my soles. I angrily hang up as I continue to show off my messy feet to the camera. After a bit, I mention needing a foot massage and the scene ends.